So after my week of dressing up I figured I'd be done for a few months. However, this time around I had to take a business trip to San Antonio directly after my girl week. So I decided to bring along a few of my girl things so I could continue the fun after working hours since I had nothing else to do. I even packed a conservative dress if I decided to go out. Yeah Right!
Well, the more I thought about it the more I thought why not? So I did a little research online and there were some LGBT friendly restaurants around town. The one I picked was a little coffee/wine bar that served food too. I found on the website that they were closed Mondays so I had one more day to think about it.
Tuesday came and I steeled my resolve. I was going to go out, dressed en femme and be part of the real world. After work I got back to the hotel and put on my lingerie before shaving and doing my makeup. I tried very hard to not go over the top. I did a light eye shadow and highlight on my eyes with a muted red lipstick in addition to my normal base, blush and mascara, etc.
My only option was to wear my heather grey sweater dress with a slate grey low heeled shoe and black stockings. I spent about an hour in total getting ready before painting my nails. I wore a simple pearl necklace, my ladies Fossil watch and my girl wedding band and engagement ring. It matched well and I thought I was not overdressed.
Now came the moment of truth, I was fine inside my hotel room but I had to leave the room first before I could go onto the cafe. One last check of my purse and I opened the door. I didn't encounter anyone in the hall and made my way down the hallway and stairs to a side exit, where my car was parked. That was easier than I thought. I drove about twenty minutes and found the cafe.
I would like to say I parked and bravely walked right in but thats not quite what happened. I drove past, it looked busy. There was nowhere to park. I was having mixed feelings now. Walking down an empty hall is easier than entering a busy restaurant while dressed en femme. I spent about thirty minutes trying to talk myself into parking and getting out of the car. Why was this so hard, they're just clothes.
I made one more drive by and a parking spot was open right in front of the cafe. I whipped a U turn and took the spot. I was here; again with the nerves. Then I thought about how much I would like to write about this adventure and share my experience with anyone else going through these issues. That convinced me, the cafe had free wifi and I had my iPad with me.
I opened the car door, closed the door behind me walked right in. It was a pleasant dimly lit room with a bar in the front window and several tables in tha back of the room. There wer maybe fifteen people in the place but the barkeeper was available so I walked up and asked for a glass of Malbec. No one pointed or laughed. The bartender said we have two types of Malbec today would I like the dry one or the fruity one, talking to me like i was a normal person. Of course, I am a normal person. We engaged in small talk about the holiday while I placed my order for some pasta and he poured my wine.
The food was only fair, the wine was tasty but the fact that I was out in the real world made my night. I sat ther for about thirty minutes, writing this post, checking up on my Gopher Basketball team and enjoying being out dressed as a woman. I tried to be as ladylike as I could, small bites, keeping my legs together. The conversations of the room washed over me as I ate and wrote. Nothing bad happened, people went about their everyday lives and sat in my heather grey sweater dess enjoying my meal.
I still have to drive back and go up to my hotel room but that will be easy now, i have confidence, I hope next time the whole process will be easier and I hope this helps you take that next step too.
If you don't like the way I'm livin', you just leave this long haired country girl alone:
Originally Posted by linda allen
